Suddenly, the man looked up:

— I have to tell the truth. I didn’t kill that man. It was my brother… He was drunk that night, and I couldn’t betray him. So I took the blame.

A murmur spread through the courtroom. The judge turned pale. The wife covered her mouth with her hand, holding the baby tightly to her chest.

— I thought I could live with it, far away from my family and my son. But now that I’m holding him… — he looked at the baby, — I realize that my family is what truly matters.